With apologies to sex and literally every movie or band I've ever gone to see, this has to be the bottom of the barrel in terms of expectation of joy to actual enjoyment payoff doesn't it? You ever see a kid throw a ball? Totally retarded.
Still, in my imagination it's always a wholesome bonding moment where I get to rub off on the young fella a little bit (-a Catholic priest) but in actuality it's more like bending over every few minutes and being disappointed. (-your mom). Basically what you're setting yourself up for here is picking up toys that kids are tossing in the dirt over and over again. If I wanted to do that I'd have one of my own and spend literally every second of every day doing that for the next ten years.
Still, in my imagination it's always a wholesome bonding moment where I get to rub off on the young fella a little bit (-a Catholic priest) but in actuality it's more like bending over every few minutes and being disappointed. (-your mom). Basically what you're setting yourself up for here is picking up toys that kids are tossing in the dirt over and over again. If I wanted to do that I'd have one of my own and spend literally every second of every day doing that for the next ten years.
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kids are on the list pretty hard. just fucking running around and blabbing and preventing you from being able to speak a complete sentence. little punks.
Just throw the ball here. Right here. Where I am. See my hands? Point it here and push. (-your mom part 2). You know what I mean though.
No, not toward the dirt. nhhhhhh
is it odd that the word "retarded" offends me more than any other?
no. still, it's pretty effective though.
think i might toss the ball around with the little fella while looking at that picture up there, if you get what i'm saying.
zooof^
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